Christy's First time.
Christy walked around the house sipping on her coffee, her face glowing and still quite flushed from an evening spent with her boyfriend of seven months Jim. She had been with him now for about two years, but only had dated him for about seven months and never in her wildest dreams had she ever experienced something like this. Christy didn't even know that he was capable of doing the things to her body that he did. Just thinking about it, her face became flushed, her mind raced and her pussy began to moisten.
The day before:
Their morning started off early for both of them with a phone call from someone who was interested in their old refrigerator planning on finally coming to pick it up. Christy tried waking Jim up for some time, hoping to just get him out of bed and moving, but she finally decided it was best to give up after about twenty minutes of him moaning, groaning and pushing her away.
"To hell with it," she said getting out of bed and hopping into the shower.
Looking at the clock he knew it was time to get his lazy ass out of bed. Getting out he got dressed and went downstairs to make a pot of coffee. After a few minutes he heard the water turning off and he smiled to himself. Jim's smile brightened even more when she came down stairs, her body covered only in the sexy little white silk robe that he got Christy for her birthday. Whenever Christy broke out that particular robe it usually meant good things for him, whether it was right there in the kitchen for the world to see or later that night in a passionate love making session in the privacy of their own bedroom.
For most of the morning Jim and Christy sat in the kitchen talking and catching up on their week at work while sipping their coffee. Eating a few pieces of jelly toast, they both thought that they should get dressed before the people showed up for the fridge, and not a moment to soon. Five minutes later they were back downstairs greeting the people and giving them what they came for. The phone rang a few minutes later and of course it was Christy's sister on the other line. Passing the phone to her, Jim headed upstairs and got into the shower.
"Hmmm, now might be a good time," he thought to himself out loud as the water beat down upon his face, chest and even further down.
Jim had kept only one secret from Christy over the past two years. He had been afraid to even bring up his secret, because Christy was a girl from a small Midwest town and probably had never been with someone like himself. Getting out of the shower, he looked down the steps and laughed; surprised that she was actually off the phone.
"Hurry up," she yelled walking toward the steps looking at him.
"We've got some shopping to do," she continued walking, pinching his ass on the way to the bedroom to grab her purse and keys from the dresser in the corner.
"For what?" his voice sounded confused walking into the bedroom directly behind her watching her walk in her tight blue jeans.
"Bras," she said, turning to face him, her eyes chasing a few of the remaining droplets of water down his muscular chest and stomach.
"Sure," Jim said, not really thrilled to go shopping with her, since it was his only day off work for the week. He decided that it would be better just to go ahead, bite the bullet and spend time with her no matter what she wanted or needed to do.
"Sounds good to me, let me get dressed," he said stepping into the closet grabbing his jeans, t-shirt and a hockey jersey to complete the relaxed weekend look he was looking for. Meeting her downstairs in the kitchen, he kissed her quickly and ran out to start the car.
Driving to the store their conversation continued to be about how work was going, what they would like to get done over the weekend while he was home and other banal topics. Once they arrived, however, and started going through the store his mindset changed as they looked together at all the sexy little bras and panty sets, from the normal looking every day wear to work type bras and those ever so special over the top ones that have a hole cut to allow the nipple to poke through the fabric.
"Buy one of those" Jim said his voice serious, his face straight and unmoving but for a crooked little grin that rose on the right side of his face.
Turning to look at Jim, Christy laughed a bit.
"You're kidding, right?" she asked, but knowing the tone in his voice and the wicked little grin that now played on Jim's face she knew he wasn't.
"What in the world am I going to do with it?" she asked pulling a black and red bra from the rack and holding it to her chest, making sure to point out the hole where her nipple would be.
"Just do it," he said, walking up to her and placing his lips next to her ear whispered so softly that she barely heard him, "Trust me."
Not wanting a fight with Jim today of all days, Christy gave in and bought a couple of random needed bras to wear on a normal basis and the red and black nipple-less bra.
Walking up to the counter he looked over at Christy and noticed her blushing as she got a very funny little grin from the teenage girl working the register. After paying for their merchandise, he looked at the time and noticed that it was getting late in the afternoon.
"Lets head home and you can put a show on for me," he said with a smile.
"You're an ass," she said, laughing back, but agreeing to do just that.
The drive home was quiet to say the least; Jim's mind was racing at what he had planned for Christy when they got home. She was still wondering why Jim had made her buy that bra, but knew deep down inside it would turn him on to see her succulent round breasts in it.
Arriving home they walked in and headed directly upstairs to the bedroom, Jim's mind only on one thing. One after another Christy tried on her new bras, but still not the one that he'd made her buy. Saving it for last, she put it on and Jim's face lit up with delight as she turned around. The mesh of the bra covered her perfectly round breasts, the tip of her swollen nipples sticking from the center as the fabric spread just enough to let them poke through.
"You pervert" she said laughing softly as she walked up to Jim.
"Pervert huh?" He said standing as she approached only to stop her with a single finger to the chest.
"I guess it's time to show you really what kind of pervert I can be," Jim said with a wicked little laugh, grabbing Christy's hands swiftly, pulling them over her head.
Jim pushed her back against the wall using his body; He kept her hands high above her head, locking her wrists together and binding them with his own hands. Christy tried to pull away only to have Jim push her right back into position, pressing his body a little harder against hers.
"Not just yet," he said looking into her eyes, the desire burning through his like she had never seen before.
"What are you doing Jim?" Christy asked nervously.
"Just sit back and relax," Jim said quietly, once again moving his right hand away from her wrists, keeping her hands still bound with his left.
Nodding, Christy reluctantly gave up control of her body as he pressed his lips to hers kissing her passionately lightly sucking on her full swollen lips. Feeling her excitement through the embrace, his tongue probed deep inside of her, teasing the tip of her tongue with his.
Pulling away slowly Jim asked quietly, "If I move my hands are you going to move yours?" His hazel blue eyes never ever lost touch with her green ones.
"No," Christy said in her softest whisper.
Christ bit her lips attempting to hold back some of the excitement that was now building deep inside of her. Finding herself in this situation, now only added to the joy of their relationship.
"No what?"
